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The color of the night sky is red. Crumbled stone that look similar to buildings were scattered all around. A barren wasteland with nothing. And Izuku was standing right in the middle of it.
“Hello…?” He calls out, with a bit of uncertainty.
Suddenly, he heard the clear sound of someone whistling , thus breaking through the feeling of weariness and uncertainty he felt just a minute ago. Looking around, his eyes land on someone who was sitting on top of the chunk of a building. The first thing he notices is the same colored hair as him, but the only difference is the strange clothing the lookalike was wearing. This person sports a purple pipe hat, decorated with metallic ornaments and a chain, and a long purple mantle, yet again decorated with many circular metallic ornaments.
“Hey.” His lookalike greets with a pleasant smile that strangely doesn’t make Izuku feel uneasy.
“Um, hello,” Izuku greets back just as politely, if still not a little confused, “Who are you?”
“Who am I you ask?” The lookalike looks forward at absolutely nothing, “I am Boogiepop.”
“Boogiepop?” Izuku tilts his head, “That’s...a nice name.”
“Oh, you might be the second person to tell me that.” Boogiepop states with a raised brow.
“Second person?” Izuku inquires.
Boogiepop shakes their head, “Nothing. But I must say, if the two of us are here, that means both of our fates are intertwined.” Just like it was with Miyashita Tōka. But alas, she is no longer in this world, the same can be said for Keiji Takeda and Kirima Nagi. They are long gone from this world, but in their place are their descendants who will no doubt prove to be just as evolutionary as their predecessors.
Izuku looks down, “I...don’t know what that means, but does it mean you’ll be my friend?”
Well now, that’s certainly something he wasn’t expecting, “You wish to be friends? Do you not have any of your own?”
At his inquisition, Izuku becomes silent as he looks down, “No one wants to be friends with me because I don’t have a Quirk.”
“Ah, I understand.” So humans have evolved to the point that the Towa Organization decided to leave them be since the whole population have gained their own abilities now. This boy must be one of the unlucky ones that were unable to become the same as everyone else.
“You may not have a Quirk, but that in itself is not so wrong.” Boogiepop tells him.
“Eh?” Izuku lifts his head.
Boogiepop jumps down from the stone he was sitting on before kneeling down in front of the small boy, “Having a Quirk is not what makes one unique. Humans have always had certain qualities about them that makes them special. Since we’ll be together from now on, the possibility of you getting a Quirk will soon come.”
Izuku eyes widen, “R-Really?!”
“Yes.”
The small child beams happily, “Thank you, Boogiepop! Are we really going to be together? Like all the time?”
“We will.”
Izuku shuffles his feet nervously, “S-Since we’re friends now I can tell you my name, right?”
“If you want.”
Izuku lifts his pinky up to Boogiepop, “Nice to meet you, I’m Midoriya Izuku.”
Green Valley.
An odd name, just like Kirima Nagi. Boogiepop thinks, linking their pinky with Izuku’s, “And I am Boogiepop, let’s get along from now on, shall we?”
“Mm!”
So it begins